Yang Zhao first exhaled the turbid air that had been held for a long time, and then patted his cheek and waved away the dirt on it, also making his mind clearer by the way.

The jumper watched his movements with great interest, and did not mean to speak.

When Yang Zhao felt that he had regained his composure, he raised his head, looked at the dress with straight eyes, and the first thing he said was: "Is there anyone to follow?"

The jumper was surprised by this.

She thought that Yang Zhao would be eager to inquire about her physical condition, but obviously, she underestimated Yang Zhao's vigilance.

Surprised, she shook her head firmly.

Yang Zhao didn't relax at all, and then asked, "When and how did that guy tiptoe?"

Lianyi knew he was talking about the mysterious killer, but she didn't have a say in the matter.

After thinking about it, she still told the truth: "You shouldn't ask me about this matter, you should ask Yunluan!"

Yang Zhao stared coldly at the jumpsuit, his eyes were like a poisonous snake waiting to be devoured, but his face was undulating, and he was calm and motionless.

Looking at Yang Zhao's appearance at this time, with the composure of the jumper, he couldn't help but feel a slight chill in his heart.

Undoubtedly, this must be the last ray of tranquility before Yang Zhao's love exploded, and now Yang Zhao needs an object of anger, so Lianyi is ready to comfort Yang Zhao.

But the truth was once again beyond her expectations, Yang Zhao just quietly lowered his eyebrows, as if looking at the ground dumbfounded.

It's like a hurricane that is about to make landfall, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, however. The jumpsuit could see that the storm was accumulating in Yang Zhao's heart, roaring in the sky.

In the end, Yang Zhao grinned and laughed in a low voice: "It's okay, it seems that what that dark night said is true, and there is no need to confirm the others." ”

After a pause, Yang Zhao said softly: "It seems that those people have already noticed my existence, but the road ahead must be even more difficult!"

With his whisper, the air around him seemed to shrink suddenly. It was also getting a little darker.

The air pressure around was so dull that it was breathless. The clothes looked at it suddenly, only to see Yang Zhao raise his head, the muscles on the side of his cheeks twitched slightly, and one after another ice-like syllables. Escaped from between his still pale lips.

"From thrift to luxury. It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. The ancients did not deceive me!"

Lianyi was even more surprised, three sentences, just three sentences. From the inside to the outside, Yang Zhao has clearly undergone the most thorough spiritual cleansing.

One sentence is meditation, two sentences are vigorous, and three sentences are self-reflection.

In the blink of an eye, his spirit was completely different.

That subtle and holistic change has involved the most subtle glimmer of inspiration in heaven and earth, subtle and obscure.

Also from this stage, the jumpsuit naturally understood his changes, so she frowned slightly, and then calmed down.

Yes, the current Yang Zhao is indeed different from before, not only in terms of cultivation, but also in his state of mind.

That Death Demon Seal, although it detonated the infinite aura hidden in his sea of consciousness, its essence was like a bucket of ice water pouring down, making him suddenly sober up.

He was thinking, not simply thinking about the changes just now, but by extension.

To be exact, he was thinking, it was the mysterious killer who almost blew him up today, some unknown secret technique, but at the root of it, was it really just these that caused him to fall into this situation?

Yang Zhao felt that in recent years, his mind had never been so clear.

Almost instantly, he recounted the events he had experienced recently, and in those events, the opponents he had encountered also flowed past his eyes one by one.

It's dangerous!

There is no doubt that his mentality is dangerous.

When he came to this world, he secretly broke the forbidden demon in his heart, but he began an infinite escape, and he had reason to say that this was the other party's power was very large.

Next, he was beaten by the jumpsuit until he vomited blood, and he could say that this was inferior to others.

Naturally, the accident of competing with the jumpsuit and the repeated battles with Yun Luan and others, including the thrilling situation of finally seizing the palace, he is also fully qualified to explain it with the final victory.

But in the same way, finding a reason must also be premised on the ultimate survival.

Luck and chance could not be with him for a lifetime.

Look at the one-piece next to her, isn't she a living example?

She can say now that it was because I didn't think about how to ......

And this kind of language has long lost any meaning.

Yang Zhao grinned again, he had to thank the nameless killer, it was because of his namelessness that Yang Zhao couldn't find the reason for this accident for a while, and then introspected.

Of course, Yang Zhao could have elevated that person's status infinitely, but if so, he could really die, and no one would shed a single tear for his stupid death.

All he had to ask himself now was – couldn't this have been avoided?

He knocked down one amazing opponent after another, and his reputation rose again and again, but how many times did he win it with his true strength?

He's been stuck in the baby for a long time.

When he was anxious for his stagnant progress, completing his daily cultivation day after day, almost mechanically, and even feeling a little complacent about his so-called perseverance, did he think about how long it had been since he hadn't really experienced the wonders of the various methods with his heart?

In this way, he is not even as cautious as he was when he was young.

But is that really the case?

Yang Zhao held his cheek with one hand and thought about it for a long time.

It is undeniable that now he can reprimand himself for being impetuous, self-righteous, however, why is he impetuous, why is he self-righteous, does he really understand?

After all, he is no longer the same as the weak teenager of twenty years ago.

Step by step, cautious, of course, is the way to save one's life, but this approach will never reach the pinnacle of looking down on the world, so how to hold the original excellent characteristics at the same time, lead to a further level of magical means?

This is a very critical and interesting question.

Yang Zhao felt that he seemed to have passed some doors, but he didn't really grasp its essence.

Exactly, he knew what he had to do, but he didn't know how to do it.

He unconsciously tilted his head and looked at the jumpsuit.

This master of the Heavenly Demon Realm, who is famous outside the world, is undoubtedly his excellent mentor, of course, if she is willing.

He shook his head and smiled, and continued to think, the top great masters of the cultivation realm were passed by him like flowing water.

At this moment, he inevitably thought of Lu Wu again. (To be continued......)